KILL WITCH KILL

“A frenzied flight and frightened flight,
across star speckled night.

They grasp and pull it down,
It writhes and turns half gone dark,
Yet starlit twin horns gleaming.

Overturned still razor sharp,
To harp the sound of pulsing hearts,
Cruel rubies glowing and crowing.

With cries of fear and joy,
Hungry, tearing and clawing,
Gleaming eyes and bloody beaks
A throng of thrusts and zounds of stabbings.

Choked throat, a burning thirst for words.
I wet my lips and taste the bliss;
A cutting kiss from the crimson king”

-“March of the Black Witch part VII” Lyran dif Accord, Demimonde of fallen Tunnelon.